Cameron Cuchulainn is the definition of a dear friend. When he goes out of his way to give you a ride, he always opens your car door. He knows the first and last name and high school and hometown of every friend, friend of friend, acquaintance, and bum in a fifteen mile vicinity. He really does care. For some silly reason, I left this special human being by the wayside when I moved to Brooklyn. To my heart’s delight, he’s coming to visit. In honor of Cameron’s visit, this is Cameron revisited (i.e. I got film back).

And if Cameron has ever left you a phone message, consider yourself very lucky. Here’s an animation I made with one of my favorite Cameron voicemails.

My last weeks in San Francisco were especially hectic and I have a backlog of photos that I’ve been meaning to post. Right now I’m gonna share a smackle of the people and places I miss from California.

No cars even tried to run me down while standing in the middle of the street. The drivers are friendlier in SF.

My heart has swelled to sizes unimaginable during the past few days. As hard as leaving is, it’s really nice to see everyone and suck up those last bits of love. These photos are from a number of going away parties, the first of which was a total surprise and the nicest thing anyone has probably ever done for me.

Maggie Mudd’s vegan ice cream cake with my ugly mug on it. I have dreams about this, except the photo is of a Ferrari with an American flag backdrop.

Mimi’s got a grillpiece.

Andrew Kyle couldn’t make it to the party for unexplained circumstances but did leave this very nice gift for me.

Roast. Cameron said he thought I was a kook the first time he met me. Joke’s on him–I’m still a kook.

I stopped listening to the speechs and started looking at the cake again.

Hallie gets closest to embarrassing me.

Vegan riblets. They went all out.

I didn’t edit any of these photos. I should be packing. But imagine this is lighter and really emphasizes how delicious that BBQ sauce was.

I didn’t know I had so many friends. Must be free beer.

There were three other vegan cakes and I ate on all of ’em.

Alli came all the way from Sacramento. Sweetheart.

Jay James rocked the house. He played so loud that the cops came to my party too, but they weren’t invited so we told them to leave or we’d call the cops.

Chloe made me a really beautiful book. Awww.

Folks signed it. Bob’s was remarkable.

Make sure to ask Hallie the story of that shirt.

Bob was entertaining the ladies with an explanation of his butt sweat.

“I’m omniscent!” Best quote and best photo of the night.

This was from Will’s going away party on Monday. Renee brought her dead pet.

The last going away party at Amber Bar on Tuesday. Leave already, dammit.

A split-second after an inadvertent headbutt. Good luck in London, Will.

You looked! Now Joe gets a free punch on the arm.

Jeremy treats bars like libraries.

Vic Blue doesn’t do cute.

Laura Yeh was my first girlfriend in college. I rarely see her and last night it felt like full circle.

Thanks to everyone who came out and wished me well and gave me treats and books. I really love all of you and it’s so hard to leave. Come visit. KIT. LYLAS.